Biking to Outsides

A mountain bike is not a beach cruiser. I felt that I was learning how to ride all over again. It was dark when we got here up on the cliff, so I had no idea how extreme the road was! I declined a helmet, imagining a nice cruise to Outsides - the outer break Carl and Tom would be surfing. The road was incredibly steep, full brakes, creeping down the rutted road, muddy and slippery. The lowest gear wouldn't even get me up the hills. I did quite a bit of walking! "Mom, are you back there?" But, like my table tennis, I improved along the way, and am game for another biking adventure.